FJ Outlaw – Hot Damn

FJ Outlaw – Hot Damn Lyrics

Artist: FJ Outlaw
Song: Hot Damn

Hot damn another shot up in the air again
I′ll probably never care again
‘Bout anything I′m arrogant
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Ooh, I’m messed up
Head’s spinnin′ like a hurricane (Like a hurricane)
I′m messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane)
That white boy

B-Brown b-brown boots
That that white boy
B-brown b-brown boots
That white boy

B-brown b-brown boots
Piece of piece of white trash
Piece of piece of white trash
I’m tatted up, bearded down

They say I look like a lumberjack
My skill level is a two if you reduce a number back
I am out of green so I′ma go and get another sack
I possess a set of skills it seems a lot of others lack

I come from a part where the park ain’t
Pretty and the ground don′t grow no roses
My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin’
Don′t leave your car unlocked ’cause

Your car might end up gettin’ stolen
Nine times outta ten when we get
Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin′
America baby, every kid here is a Bubba or Shady

Growin′ up poor in the park is what made me
And Momma she tries she’s a hell of a lady
And you better not talk to her,
The wrong way or I′ma end up stompin’ yer

Whole face I can bury a whole bod for her
In this case I′ma make it to the top for her
Hot damn another shot up in the air again
I’ll probably never care again

′Bout anything I’m arrogant
Ooh, I’m messed up
Head′s spinnin′ like a hurricane (Like a hurricane)
I’m messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane)

That white boy
B-Brown b-brown boots
That that white boy
B-brown b-brown boots

That white boy
B-brown b-brown boots
Piece of piece of white trash
Piece of piece of white trash

Growing up I was different than you
Cuz I was raised in the days
I didn′t have no father
He dipped and seed and sit smoke weed and drink orange juice and vodka

The people in my park are all engulfed in homicide and drama
One person tried to raise me right
It wasn’t anybody but my f#ckin momma
I come from a part where the park ain′t

Pretty and the ground don’t grow no roses
My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin′
Don’t leave your car unlocked ’cause
Your car might end up gettin′ stolen

Nine times outta ten when we get
Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin′
I’m so ignorant get drunk act stupid
And belligerent

I go to jail and the consider me as indigent
The flows sic you can say it′s magnificent
Ehh
Boy please don’t try me

Labels used to laugh and straight deny me
Smirk on their face as they ask me why me
Now I got like seven of them begging to sign me
Hot damn another shot up in the air again

I′ll probably never care again
‘Bout anything I′m arrogant
Ooh, I’m messed up
Head’s spinnin′ like a hurricane (Like a hurricane)

I′m messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane)
That white boy
B-Brown b-brown boots
That that white boy

B-brown b-brown boots
That white boy
B-brown b-brown boots
Piece of piece of white trash

Piece of piece of white trash
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From the album:
Life of the Outlaw
Release Year: 2021